Chapter 1

Roxanne Weasley was the rebellious Weasley child. That's not to say that others weren't trouble makers, because they were, but she was a different type of trouble maker. This was no surprise to the others as she was the offspring of one of the famous pranksters to ever walk the halls of Hogwarts, but it must be noted that they weren't all pleased with her fiery temper that was so different from the cool sarcastic anger that was usually shot at from the Potter-Weasley clan (For Grandma Molly sure could give a reprimand, but it was never directed at anyone who wasn't considered family unless unbearable lines were crossed). Though it is hard to explain, it was as clear as day that Roxanne's temper was about twice as strong, and twice as hard to control, as the rest of the family's.

As a result they were all rather hesitant as to what house they thought she would be in. Roxanne was only a year younger than her cousin Rose, and as of that point the only cousins who weren't in Gryffindor were Percy's daughters, who were both proud Ravenclaws. None of them wanted to say Slytherin, but they couldn't help but wonder.

"She doesn't have the cunning of a Slytherin," Hermione stated on the eve of September 1st.

"That's just 'cause she's such a sweet heart around you," said Ron, "She's too fascinated with muggles to risk losing her only source of reliable information."

"No, I don't think she's a Slytherin, she's ambitious but it's not her main drive," Piped Ginny from where she stood in the kitchen, packing lunches for the next morning.

"What about Ravenclaw," Hermione turned to Gorge, "She likes to learn new things doesn't she?"

"Ha," Gorge laughed, "If she would let anyone finish. They always manage to say something to set her off. You slip up and she goes off like a filly buster."

"Once again Hermione, you're the only one she goes to, to learn things. Except when she asked me how to do the Bat Bogie Hex, but I think that was just because James was setting her off" said Ron

"Well," said Harry, a grin forming on his face, "She went to the wrong person with that question."

They all turned to look at Ginny who rolled her eyes and continued with her work. The conversation came to a halt, however, when an oh so familiar crack was heard from the front garden. They all hurried to greet the family of five that had just apperated outside the Burrow. Bill looked exhausted, Fleur perfect as always, Victoire looked composed but excited none the less, Dominique looked as if she had just been woken up, and Louis looked a nervous wreck. There was much hugging and shuffling of bags as they all greeted each other before the two younger children were hurried off to bed, the 15 year old Dominique looking ever so grateful for this.

"Sorry were so late guys," sighed Bill, "Long day at work. Thanks." He added as Angelina took his overnight bag and ran it up to the room he and Fleur would be staying in.' "Don't worry about it," Harry smiled and patted his brother-in-law on the shoulder.

As they all settled back into the sitting room Fleur asked "Oo weel be zere tomorrow to see zee children off?"

"Er, let me think," Said Ron, "There Ginny, Harry, me, Hermione, You lot, Gorge and Angelina, Mum and Dad, all the kids, maybe Charlie but probably not, Percy, and, Teddy."

A small smile appeared on Victoire's lips at the mention of Teddy, and Hermione, Angelina, and Ginny exchanged discrete glances, smiling to themselves.

"Well," Gorge yawned, "I'm off to bed."

He and Angelina stood up, followed by everyone but Ginny, who stopped Victoire by the door and quietly drew her into the kitchen.

"Do your parents know?"

"Know what," Said Victoire.

"Vicky, I know. In fact so do Angelina and Hermione. I think Ron and Harry did at some point, but you know them, constantly forgetting things. Don't worry, they won't tell, but I know what it's like to try and hide your feelings."

The girl blushed and looked down, a smile on her lips, "Teddy and I have been going out since our 7th year. James knows, she found us snogging on the plat form last year."

"Well, I think you two are perfect for each other, but I bet you'll enjoy being together a lot more when it's out in the open."

"Yeah, I'll think about it." She mumbled. Then she looked up, smiled, and said, "I really will, night aunt Ginny!" and she was up the stairs in a flash, up to the room shared by her, her sister, and the twins Molly and Lucy.